Philip James Bailey

I have a heart with room for every joy.

I have a heart with room for every joy.

Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.

Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.

Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with read more

Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon,
Pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth
After the sun's red sea-death--quietless.

Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.

Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.

Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth.

Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth.